What Makes the Alps so Much Fun

Racing the Tram, and Other Pleasures of Alps Mountain Sports It is late September. I am pushing hard up the last few meters to Croix de Culet, my sweaty hand sliding over the chain that separates me from Champéry, Switzerland, a thousand meters below. In my heart I know I’m not going to make it. As I start to descend …

The Alps Vertical Reality Strategy

Whatever you do, Don’t Look Up Going light and coping with big vert in the Alps Forty miles into Ultra-Trail du Mont-Blanc’s “little sister,” Courmayeur-Champêx-Chamonix last year, I came across a fellow runner, sprawled out on a boulder. He was immobile, eyes closed. His arms are in an odd, torqued position. It reminds me of an illustration in an EMT …

Understanding the Swiss Train System for Mountain Sports

Travelers using Swiss trains for getting around Switzerland. The Zermatt train station.

SBB CFF FFS—Nine Letters that make for great trail running The crowd is getting antsy. Agitated, almost. I can feel the tension rising in my own body. I wonder how this scene is going to end. It’s going to break one of two ways, and which outcome arrives is out of our control. In an instant, the automated sign flips. …

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Desert Sand Dune Skiing Morocco

Sand skiing in the Sahara Desert

In a way we did end up ski touring, but nothing like what we set out to do when we decided to go to Morocco. The High Atlas Mountains, and the 4000 meter Toubkal Peak was our goal. Our reality were the Merzouga Sand Dunes and a few 130 meter piles of sand. There, we rode camels and did a ski …

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Shopping Cart Enlightenment

When I asked Alex Newport-Berra if he would like to contribute a mountain sport post to DolomiteSport, I had absolutely no idea I would get a story about a shopping cart. Coming from Alex I can understand his seeking enlightenment, but through a shopping cart? Well… this is his genius and exactly why I asked him to write in the …

Under the Watchful Eye

I was a Catholic school boy, trained to feel guilty for nearly everything I did while growing up. At some point I began to wander away from the church, my drifting turned to speeding and soon Confession and Guilt were items I had left in my wake with the discovery of life and all its many wonders. One memory that …

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Precious Timing…

Sharing life via a Blog… We all have these precious moments, but how many really share with so little shame? As I was standing in the living room of our home this morning trying to decide which thickness of Smartwool socks to wear in my race tomorrow, Janine burst our laughing from behind her computer monitor. This is what she …

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Europe’s Missing Points

For over a year now I have lived in Europe. While still an American, I do find myself uttering Euro phrases, using certain hand gestures only found in Europe, swearing primarily in Italian (so much more fun), slowing down perhaps a tiny, tiny bit, appreciating quality over quantity, and so on. I feel at home, reasonably understand the system and …

Cow Adventures part II

To stand witness to one’s demise and be able to offer absolutely no assistance is a strange feeling. One is left with the decision to either turn away, or to spectate the misfortune of others. In my case, today, I was entertained at the highest level by three dairy cows. I opted for spectating. While riding up one of my …

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“Adventure” Photography

It may not appear adventurous, but read on… Being mountain sports photographers, we are often placed in somewhat dangerous situations; avalanche conditions, bad weather climbing, etc… But never did we think real injury would come in the manner it did a few nights ago. What so often begins as good fun can quickly turn ugly, at this point luck can …

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Use your words Dan

The barking would not stop, it only grew in intensity, ranging from urgent to frantic. I decided to go investigate. Toni and Marianna, our wonderful neighbors, have this little dog Bulma. We occasionally take Bulma for a run during the day, so we have a key to their house. I went over, unlocked the door and before I could even …